Chapter 385 [Wedding By Blood] [37] [Aftermath]
"Get down, uncle," I said. "My neck hurts."
Jones' expression imdiately turned colder as he looked down at .
I gave a quick glance around ; the place was already a ss with a lot of things broken.
'Urgh, whatever.'
I sighed, looking back at Elijah.
"Get back."
He quickly turned to look at as an enormous barrier made of mana started forming between us.
"H-Himl! Hey!"
Ignoring the boy, I started to walk towards the fallen still floating in the sky.
"Can we talk?" I asked, looking at him.
Finally, Jones let his wings slowly lower himself until he gently landed on the ground.
His grey eyes never leaving .
I made two chairs of mana for both of us to sit.
"Please," I said, groaning a little while I took my seat.
His smile slowly returned as he took his seat as well.
"What do you want to talk about?" he asked, looking at . "Surely it should be important, right?"
"Of course." I leaned back into the chair. "I want to know why."
He tilted his head, that sa smile at the edges of his lips. "Why what, dear nephew?"
"Why did you kill grandfather?" I asked, staring into his eyes.
The smile dropped just for a second, and his fingers twitched on the armrest of his chair.
I caught it.
"You think it was so simple?" Jones asked, voice low. "That I chose to?"
"..."
He isn't going to answer that.
Well, not like I was interested in knowing, but it was one of the things that was never explained in the ga.
Even though his death was a trigger for both him and Esray.
"Where is Killian and Avril?" I asked, leaning forward.
"They are safe," he replied. "Can we cut to the chase now?"
I nodded as I rubbed my palms on my thighs.
"Right," I said, looking at him. "You want the primordial god's weapon, don't you?"
Jones' smile twitched again, but this ti he didn't bother to hide it.
"So you know." He leaned back into his chair, a hand lazily brushing the dust off his hair.
"I suppose there's no point pretending in front of you anymore, is there?"
"Let's make a deal," I said, keeping my emotions in check. "I will give you the weapon, and you will give sothing good in return."
He tilted his head in confusion.
"What makes you think you can make that decision?" he chuckled. "I can take it just by killing you."
"And you think my mother will let that slide?" I asked, smiling at him.
Jones is one of the beings that was well aware about Esray's obsession with .
And—.
He is also well aware how terrifying that woman is.
Sure enough, his expression changed as he glared at .
"Don't even think about torturing ." I shrugged, clearly aware what he was thinking. "I would break the weapon before you even touch ."
He scoffed. "That's not possible."
"I killed the immortal twins while still a low Overlord rank," I replied, keeping my smile. "Do you really want to take chances with ?"
A vein twitched on his temple.
He hated this.
Hated that the child he once sneered at was now bargaining with him as an equal—or worse, an authority.
"What do you want?" Jones finally asked, voice strained.
I spread my arms lazily. "Offer sothing."
He thought for a mont before speaking. "How about Avril and Killian—."
"No," I replied, shaking my head. "Kill them for all I care."
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'Don't worry. I won't kill them.'
One thing I know about the vessel is that they had to create a connection with the mortal world.
Sothing they can return to... that helps them in their awakening.
'...It's a psychological thing.'
They force themselves to think about them as a way to keep themselves sane.
And that's the reason why they try to kill the one they love during the awakening.
...No matter how fake or twisted their emotions may be, it works for them.
Like how for him that connection is his children.
For Shyamal, it's .
And....for Esray—.
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